CHAPTER XLII
Hibiscus came out of the shower, and the rain outside the house had stopped, but the wind was still blowing.
She sat at the dining table with her hair wrapped, and at the end of the day, she scooped a bowl of pork ribs Huaishan soup in front of her, "Drink some soup and warm your stomach first." β
"How's the talk going today?" Hibiscus pinched her spoon and stirred the pork rib soup, bowing her head to eat.
"I'm quite satisfied, Jinyue still pays attention to my ideas. At the end of the day, he nodded willingly, "I just feel that it is very difficult to change the script in a month, and the submission for review is also included in it." β
"Tonight, then... I'll wash the dishes. β
"Can you?" he held his cheek at the end, expressing suspicion, and quickly changed his words when he was glared at by Hibiscus, "Just kidding." β
"It's just that the actor hasn't been decided yet. He burst into the air and was ready to start moving on to a new topic.
When she heard this, she said, "I really can't help you with this." After all, she doesn't care about things in the entertainment industry at all.
"Haha-" Shi Mo smiled, too, this stuffy man is work except for work.
There are not many bowls for this meal, because the leftovers are not given at the end of the day, saying that they can be eaten hot at noon tomorrow, so they will be sealed with plastic wrap and put in the refrigerator, so there are only two sub-dishes and cups.
So, the first time I washed the dishes, the effect was not bad.
"Hibiscus, hibiscus. At the end of the day, "Baba" shouted in the living room.
"Hurry up and show my brother, hurry up. β
"Hurry, hurry, hurry. His quick word, as he spoke, began to rap as he spoke.
Hibiscus calmly brought two cups of coffee, and sat cross-legged on the carpet at the end of the time, waiting for the end of the day to speak.
"Come on, sister, show my brother if these two are okay. At the end of the time, he moved the laptop screen to her, "Jin Yue sent it over, saying that it was an actor who recommended himself. β
On the screen, although the photos are all hard photos, the temperament of the two people is different, and the feeling is naturally different, but I have to say that this appearance is passable, after all, they rely on this to eat.
"Let's do this. Hibiscus pointed to the man in the first photo and said, his appearance is delicate and gorgeous, and his temperament is noble, but his eyes are so deep that they contain a lot of things.
Lin Ange, 20 years old. She paid attention to his information, and it felt so mature.
"Lin Ange?" he looked at the end of the day, "Then I'll choose the second Zhao Mengyu." β
"Huh?" hibiscus wondered.
"You are the sieve, I am the choose. β
The green tendons on the back of her hand moved, and she got up coldly, "I'm bored, I'm going upstairs." β
"Well, get some rest early. "The end of the day.
Messages of damage continue to come from several coastal cities where the typhoon landed, and the small winds in Wutong City are still swaying unscrupulously.
In the morning, Mu Hibiscus went to Wutong City People's Hospital to see Song Chen, and went to Shen Yue by the way.
Shen Yue was still like that, wearing a white coat that didn't suit him, and he wasn't much surprised to see Hibiscus come in, as if he knew that she would come over today.
"Long time no see. β
"Drink tea or coffee, or this flower tea. β
"Whatever. Hibiscus sat down and looked around, this psychiatrist's job is quite leisurely.
"Didn't you come here during work hours?" Shen Yue pushed a cup of flower tea to her.
Sure enough, he still saw it.
"Flower tea is good for girls. He said, "When I see you today, I find that there is much less gloom between your brows. β
He propped one hand on the coffee table, and across the coffee table, he raised his hand to try to touch her forehead, so frightened that Hibiscus hurriedly ducked back, and he chuckled and retracted in mid-air.
Get up and walk to your desk.
"Well, I've only taken the pill once lately. β
"I heard that you are going to get married at that time?" Shen Yue flipped through the medical record book on the table, and finally found the medical record information of Mu Hibiscus in the chaos, pulled it out, and patted the dust on it.
"Huh?"
"But this news all over the city is overwhelming, and it is indeed a bit inappropriate to hear about it. He chuckled a little embarrassedly and sat down across from him.
Hibiscus she held the flower tea close to the tip of her nose and smelled it, a bit like Runyuxuan's.
"You taste it, it tastes good, and when you buy it, you think you'll like it. β
"Not bad. She took a sip of the hibiscus, and it did taste good.
Shen Yue folded his legs and opened the medical record folder, "Memories may be beautiful or terrible, but what you want to let it pass is what you want it to pass." β
"I'm trying. Hibiscus replied truthfully, the heat on the wall of the cup slowly covering her palms with a thin layer of sweat.
"Then you still like Shi Nian?" asked Shen Yue.
Hibiscus asked rhetorically, "And what do you see on my face?"
This was something that Shen Yue didn't expect, but he admitted that he did have selfish intentions in asking this question, "I see that I shouldn't ask this question." β
The corners of his self-deprecating mouth twitched.
"Ever heard of Stockholm Syndrome?"
"The victim has affection, dependence, and even love for the offender. β
"The offender will make you feel that your life is threatened, make you believe that he can kill you at any time without hesitation, that you are not his opponent, and that he will show mercy to you in all kinds of desperate situations and show that he feels sorry for you. You have no information from the outside world except the information and thoughts that he controls, and you are completely isolated, making you feel that there is no way to escape. β
"It's not like you and the age? It's not love, it's not love. Shen Yue said bluntly, "It's you who are sick." β
The heat of the cup wall has begun to reach the point of hot hands, hibiscus She reached out and put it on the coffee table, the skin in the palm of her hand has turned red, so those red and white spots appear extraordinarily clear, like the sky passing through the typhoon, it turns out that her love for the years is sick.
"I'll go first. She said.
She walked tremblingly.
Shen Yue didn't stop her, but his gaze followed, he said this, whether to face it or only rely on herself.
When he could kill her at any time, he said, "I can hold you to heaven or let you fall to the dust." β
At that time, he also gave gentleness, he said, "Hibiscus, you talk to me, okay, I'm sorry ......"
Like countless fragments, he turned into bullets and shot at him.
"I can't imagine what it will be like to be in danger next time, so I can only make you stronger, choking until you can cope with anything without me, I'm sorry, hibiscus ......" was the voice of the year.
In the hospital, the crowd passed her, she couldn't see them clearly, they were like bands of light, she didn't know if she was too slow or they were too fast.
Now her head was cloudy, and her ears were ringing harshly.
"Hibiscusβ" She fell, as if someone was running towards her, shaking her body and calling her name.
Who is it?
This time she couldn't guess.